A blue motorcycle arrogantly parked in front of everyone.
A boy sat on the motorcycle, his body emanating a palpable aura of malevolence that made people shrink back.
The boy, surrounded by hostility, wore a Sun Wukong mask, revealing his jaw with a bewitching red mole.
The masked boy didn't speak, and neither did Zhang Yiming nor Leng Yebai.
They stood motionless, their clothes moving despite the absence of wind.
Even without seeing mental waves, Bai Xiqin and the others could feel a hair-raising atmosphere.
Fan Tangtang was directing the zombies on the side, while Leng Yebai and Zhang Yiming simultaneously unleashed mental waves at the boy in front of them.
Wang Ge erupted with the aura of an ancient beast, mixed with mental waves full of malevolence, rushing towards Zhang Yiming and Leng Yebai.
Zhang Yiming was already the peak of zombies, with pure malevolence and a violent aura in his mental waves.
Even so, it seemed slightly inferior.
